Chapter 15

Issac and Reynold had finished exterminating an enemy such as the undead. His black spear had stopped flowing black colored energy. He breathed a sigh of relief even though his body was exhausted. Right side shoulder rotated. The silver-haired youth blinked, pulling out a sword. Walk over to each undead. Pick up useful items while under Aeckland Stronghold. The fishy smell of a lot of blood gushed around it. It is suspected that the deodorizing effect is starting to disappear. Supposedly, Issac hunted the monsters around Aeckland Stronghold and drank the medicine. Squat both legs. Lifting the head of one of the undead. The magical energy within him was flowing into it. Make him a guinea pig for Isaac.

"It's useless you control it."

"Why is that?" asked Issac rising to his feet.

"Because I've done that before. The results are not satisfactory. They didn't heed what I said," lamented Reynold, shrugging his shoulders.

As Reynolds said, his eyes suddenly flashed a fiery red color. His body moved on its own. Rise up while lifting the hilt of the sword. Then swung towards Isaac. He dodged backwards. Observing the movement of one of the undead. His jaws quivered, seemingly refusing Issac's orders.

"That's why you didn't listen to my words," Reynold said holding back a laugh.

"Noisy. Besides, I prefer it like this," Isaac said evasively.

"But that's the same as looking to die isn't it? Normal people wouldn't think like that."

The silver-haired youth didn't say anything. Every attack the undead launched didn't stop there. His legs turned to the right. Tackle while cutting the back of his neck. Luckily, he still had the sword in his hand. Swing with all his might until his body split open. However, Isaac did not enjoy it. His palms were shaking. Then, he threw it on the floor. Staring intently at Reynold who had been doing nothing but complaining.

Reynold glanced at the surrounding area. So dark and minimal lighting. No wonder the undead were used to it. And just found out that on each side there is a kind of prison place to confine monsters. Humans cannot be confined to such a large size. Reynold drew closer to the prison room. Touched the rusty iron fence.

The sound of bats nesting in the underground roof. The metal surface begins to wear away. There are some fences that are badly damaged and some are still intact. Even so, Reynold had no choice but to continue on his way. While he was in this room, something caught the attention of both of them. Reynolds found a brown key. Don't know what it's used for. He put the key in his trouser pocket. Walking briskly while watching Issac cut something from Bullmond's body. The silver-haired youth had found what he was looking for. Hurry to the right. A door that Isaac had just walked through, and it was the first time for Reynolds. The two of them slowed down. Step by step walk. Pointing the wand in his hand upwards. A flash of light just flashed. His eyes kept glancing around him. Including Reynolds looking for something for shotgun ammo. A box he shattered, cracking sound loud enough to bother the ears. Isaac was not bothered by such a sound. Turn your face and focus on an unexplored location.

The two of them kept going. The surface of the walls changed. Made of mineral stones contained on the surface. Issac and Reynolds kept walking. Two pieces of wood stand tall, up to five pieces attached to climb the roof of the cave. In the left corner, a step from a similar surface. Reynolds climbed on it. While Issac was among the logs. Looking at something valuable later. As he was about to pass through the surrounding wood, a group of undead began to rise. A sigh escaped from the silver-haired youth's mouth. Meanwhile, Reynold had reached the top floor. Move carefully. Below him, it appears Issac is doing a stabbing attack to every orb in his chest. Cautiously, Reynold walked to balance his body. Because in front of him, a piece of wood measuring 10 centimeters was installed without any protection at all. One step moved from Reynolds right shoe. Followed by the left. His eyes focused forward and watched his footsteps. So that it doesn't fall later.

After the remaining undead were wiped out, there was a frog that Isaac had once fought. However, its body size was smaller than the monster the silver-haired youth was facing. Isaac ran fast. Holding the spear while throwing it at the frog's body.

"Bulprogy!" said Isaac with a hardened face. Both of his palms tightly gripped his spear. "Troublesome enemy."

Behind the complaints that Isaac said, the silver-haired youth chose to run to the side. Unlike before, he realized that he was not benefiting from the cramped space. Moreover, the appearance of Bulprogi increased by one. So, there are two tails sticking out their long tongues. Spinning the spear accompanied by a flow of dark black energy. Clucking annoyed at the unfavorable situation.

Reynold's arms were lifted in half. Until you get to the front. Turn right. There is a narrow path inside. Reynold crouched down and crawled. Be careful going inside. He could see nothing but darkness. His palms continued to grope the wall. And crawling in the hallway. On the way, there was a glimmer of light before his eyes. Reynold had a little hope despite his heightened vigilance. He didn't want to fall into a trap. The right palm thrusts something to the ground. Black liquid to solid form. Beside him, a spider crawled up the wall. The speed of his feet shot towards the shimmer of shining light.

Meanwhile, the two Bulprogis used physical attacks in the form of sticking their tongues out at Issac. The silver-haired youth's right hand gripped the spear tightly. Focus on counterattacks.

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The two tails of the Bulprogi were clattering loudly. Issac did not expect to have to deal with a frog monster of a different size. The silver-haired youth took the initiative to attack. Flowing darkness energy within him. Her wand was sheathed. Get ready to attack with all your might. His body spontaneously dodged. The silver-haired youth's movements were locked because of Bulprogi before his eyes. Isaac scratched his head. Put all his strength. He jumped while using the binding spell of the spear of darkness energy. Out comes a rectangular rope that extends like a scarf. It shot up to wrap around Bulprogi's body, reaching six bound layers. The frog's voice cracked loudly. Isaac tilted his head. Feel the pain in the ear canal. Won't just let it go. The spear he was gripping pierced into the internal organs of one of the Bulprogi. Produces a fairly fatal attack. However, the Association has succeeded in locking the movement of the two tails of Bulprogi.

When he was about to fight, a door opened from the inside. Issac ran to the left as fast as he could. And he jumped into the secret door. The sound of the stone vibrating loudly enough, until the door closed. Isaac took a deep breath. Didn't think he was saved by the door that appeared.

"Was Reynold the one who opened it from the inside?" mumbled Isaac.

The silver-haired youth looked along the road filled with caves. Walls of pure mineral stone. Beside him, a torch was extinguished. Issac's spear sheathed. Replacing it in the form of a magic wand, turning on the light. He also held the torch. Cautiously, the silver-haired youth continued walking. Step by step, paying attention to the path that followed. From a distance, you can see stalactites. Drops of water fall. Regarding the left palm touching the wall. However, Isaac didn't care about that.

Arriving there, the cave looks very wide. He looked up around him. Only stalactites are visible. The rough surface of the stone is hollow and there is a small puddle in the right corner. A swarm of bats, Isaac walked through the cave. Look for the treasure box before stepping forward. Walk through whenever there is a hiding location. His footsteps stopped. There are two red bottles and a bottle that smells of alcohol. Isaac picked it up. Put in a sling bag. The silver-haired youth continued to search. A weapon to protect himself. Can't rely solely on the black spear. Issac realized as he faced the two Bulprogi tails. His strength was not enough to defeat the creature. Time and again the silver-haired youth dodged. Without giving a chance to strike back. There was a plan to consult with Reynold about the situation. However, the timing was not right. Until you think about solving the problem yourself. Until the appearance of Reynolds had ruined the plan. When he appeared, the silver-haired youth was speechless.

One by one, Isaac looked for what he found. It doesn't matter if it's empty or useless stuff. As long as you know its use firsthand, the silver-haired youth will continue to look for it. Until Isaac found a shield. The shape is a sharp triangle, with the center of the hole halfway up. The diagonal lines to the two sides of the bottom corner are carved with two curved spirals. More precisely in the upper left and right corners. There was a skull crest with three swords stuck on top. Luckily, the skull can change shape in a floral motif. Made of nickel metal. Durable from extreme temperatures and even rust. To be honest, Issac was impressed by the shield he found. The silver-haired youth used it. The shield and spear were compatible with each other, emitting dark energy through his magic division. His two eyes were in shock. The sound of friction between the two weapons clashing. Isaac sighed. Walk quickly towards a door that is plastered there. Brown color with three bars of iron bars. Isaac opened the door. Reynold's figure was flabbergasted at the unusual situation.

In a way, the room was filled with thousands of humans and monsters in a lifeless state. It spreads a pungent smell around it. The table was made of giant stone covered in blood splatters. Dozens of hands lay on the table. The index, middle, thumb and little finger are hung and tied with wire. But no ring finger at all. Reynolds heard the door squeak. Turned to Issac who was trying to hold back the nausea. On each wall, there is an eponymous inscription written asking for help.

"Absolutely crazy," said Issac.

"You think so? Normal people would definitely curse this place and burn it down."

"Is that so? I thought we should just leave this place—"

"Not. I can't let that bastard prince live."

"Wait! He is still alive?"

Just as Issac wanted to say something, the figure of a man wearing a robe. Staggering walking carrying a large sword weapon was dragged. The metallic screech of the sword against the floor spattered a small fire. His jaw was half hollow, his hair fell out and his right hand was emaciated.

"Introducing… my name is Waldwin. Which of you would you like to be a trial rabbit for?"

"No, thank you!" said Isaac and Reynold in unison.